Gold Horn spoke at length, pouring out his thoughts in an unending stream. The Demon Venerables present all nodded in agreement.
Although Gold Horn's realm was not particularly high, there were several Late Demon Venerables present whose realms and methods surpassed his.
Yet on one hand, Gold Horn's status was simply too noble. With the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, he was the undisputed heir apparent within the Dragon Race.
On the other hand, Gold Horn's foundation was actually stronger than that of every Demon Venerable present.
Not only did he possess the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, but in this world, he had also won the favor of the Ba Snake Demon Lord and received part of the Great Dao of Strength inheritance.
With the Ba Snake Demon Lord's Remnant Soul guiding him, he might even surpass Jiang Shu in the future and become a Demon Lord of the Great Dao of Strength.
Thus, Gold Horn's words were enough to move some of the Demon Venerables. After giving them some thought, they all found them quite reasonable.
Seeing that this was not some so-called suicide mission, but rather a strike at what the enemy was bound to save—and a means of testing them—
—such a method was far more brilliant.
Bolstered by his previous prestige, all the demons present nodded one after another.
"Good. I support you." Ao Qing immediately nodded, a trace of gratification appearing on his face. "Not just his strength and conduct—this kid's mind and strategic skill are also growing by leaps and bounds. It truly comforts this old heart."
Watching Gold Horn command the situation and make even Late Demon Venerable powerhouses obey him, Ao Qing felt deeply gratified, and a bold thought surfaced in his mind.
"Perhaps... perhaps this kid can become a ruler of the Demon Race